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Every Holiday On The Calendar, I Check In A Hotel And Fast - I Don't Eat, I Don't Drink, I Don't Talk.

I Never Believed In Santa Claus Because I Knew No White Dude Would Come Into My Neighborhood After Dark.

I Never Thought I'd See The Day That I Would See White Folks As Frightened, Or More So, Than Black Folks Was During The Civil Rights Movement When We Was In Mississippi.

The Only Good Thing About The Good Old Days Is They're Gone.

Race Baiters And Discriminators May Go Underground, But They Never Move Out Of Town.